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P ierced for our transgressions,
A crown of thorns upon His head.
I ndecent agony Jesus suffered,
D ying to give us life instead.
I niquities demanded payment.
N one of us worthy to pay the price.
F aithful Father provided ransom,
U nfailing love turned into sacrifice.
L aying down His life for sinners,
L isten: Jesus paid sin's full price.
2/20/12 for Brian Strand's up to 12 lines
max. contest
1st place
. Not long ago I had
done something wrong
committed a sin and
the pain that I felt was
as real and suffocating
as any physical pain
I’d ever felt. My shame
and my sadness were so
heavy upon me, the guilt ached in my heart. The realization then
came to me if I felt so wounded and broken and ashamed and
separated from my Father what then did it feel like to be You? I realized
the harshness of your sentence. The pain and guilt I now felt, You my
Jesus felt that multiplied by every sin I had ever committed or will ever.
Oh my God your love
Sins from the beginning
of our creation until it is
finished It’s no wonder to
me now that your heart
burst within you. To be
blameless and willingly
pay for our transgressions
To take upon yourself and
be so guilty that your Father
could not look upon You. Forgive
me my Lord for the pain I have
grieved you and for the grief I
will continue to cause. I will
never understand your love
Pieced together thin slices
like a slivered moon
mosaic
cobbled snapshots of splendor and pain
Fractured glints of crashed boundaries
uncollected past dues
mingled souls’ shredded fabric
a patchwork insane
shimmered moonglow does knock on
your window each night
poke your nose through the fog
and unlock the safety chain
My Lord, what more need I ask of you?
For you have left your throne of light
Came to this place of shadows
Wherein lies treachary
And sin rules the days...
Taking my place
Soul redeemed
By your
Blood
Were I to live a thousand lives
Lay the worlds' treasures at your feet
Perform stringent penance
I could never return
The ransom you paid...
Crucifixion
By your blood
I am
Free!
~*~
With lies you tried to hide your furtive eyes~
but breadcrumbs left impressions you betrayed,
and finding out the truth behind your guise
did shatter loving life that we portrayed.
Through multi-colored shards of memories;
the fierceness of reflections makes me bleed
from humble heart, life-stealing reveries
now crush me like a centipede stampede.
Your fangs were poisonous a thousand bites,
so nonchalant you stabbed me with your sins.
You buried me in shallow grave of smites,
alone, ascetic life for me begins.
My appetite in apathy, man-made;
in belladonna berries love was paid.
Susan Ashley
January 28, 2018
~ Second Place ~
Contest: English Sonnet Lost Love
Sponsor: John Hamilton
*Required words: Furtive, Nonchalant, Humble, Shallow, Ascetic*
I got a phone call the other day,
But little to my surprise,
A bill collector was calling.
And I began to realize.
“Hello, ma’am. I have a message for you.”
The bill collector did say.
“You’re late on your payment, send us this sum,
And send it to us today.”
I hung up the phone while he was still talking,
And walked away downhearted as all.
I promised myself, the next time the phone rang,
That I would not answer their call.
A few minutes later, I began to cry
Remembering all the wrong things I’ve done.
Accusing memories of sins I’d repented of
And the very things I’ve been trying to shun.
Satan was dunning me for sins in my past,
Just like the bill collectors do.
Still wanting me to pay, with guilt to spare,
When I know I’ve already prayed through.
So I started praying just once again,
Like I was beating an old dead horse.
Confessing my sins and problems to God,
And with tears, was shedding remorse.
When I was finished praying, I heard a small voice
Saying, “Condemnation can be cruel.
Don’t worry, child, your account balance is zero,
And your debt has been paid in full.”
The Heavy Price Paid To End The Deepest Of Dark Pains
In my night-dreams, flies jargon of oracles wise and profound
words given that break heavy chains by which I was once bound
just a conversation with my dark-muse and her ancient friends
as she promised, they provided a means to making of my amends
tho', they are not angels, and each one exacts a heavy price
one that costs this soul very dearly and I have to pay thrice!
For when I reenter this dark world and walk among the dead
I am commanded to do a ghastly deed, one I so truly dread
kill, on first day of each week, not true villains as a great release
my victims are to be the innocent or else their help will cease
this long forty year vicious cycle only ends when I shall perish
or dare'st to murder that which my heart most fervently so cherish!
Alas! They knew well such great cost I would never ever dare to pay
what do they say, poet's ink is the blood that keeps devils away
yet all of my devils dance gaily within my red-blood splattered ink
and to this day, I sorry at how low my desires caused me to sink
tho' with glee, they told me this also would make it all go away
if I would murder my own beloved wife and use her blood to pay!
Now to commit that unthinkable act, its time has too soon came
I had played with fire, sought the dark gods, played their game
the oracles I told would get their last pay come full moon tonight
this would bring buckets of blood, to their greatest of delights
each one appeared and gave me more useless advice to seal the deal
having no clue, that this old tired poet, himself would thus kill!
All that gloomy day I worked to make sharp the sacrificial knife
to kill the monstrous monster they had made, not its beloved wife
she I had sent very far away, to visit her beloved family in Spain
to spare her this night's bloody sight, never to see her again
now the full moon has risen, that dark, dreaded midnight hour came
I give you my friends, these sad words bereft of a dark poet's name!
signed,
In honor of my hero, Edgar Allan Poe
1-31-2019
Note, this now finished piece was the other poem(4th) that I had
wanted to present when honoring Poe in my ongoing dedication series.
I only just finished it today, early this morn. I hope you may find
it dark, ghastly, and very Poe'esq in somber mood and its darkness..
What have I done? What has it cost? What have I won?
I know what I’ve lost.
I’ve come back empty in each hand. I’m confused. I don’t understand.
my knees start to buckle. I’m losing my strength. Why am I feeling so weak?
I should call out for help but it seems I forgot how to speak. I’m so heavy, getting crushed by the weight, it’s killing me. Am I being introduced to my fate. I start to fight but I fear it’s too late. everything is pulling and dragging me down. I’ve been gasping for air. It’s too much maybe I should let myself drown. I start to sink. And for a moment I don’t even think. I’ve reached the bottom and now I’m on the brink, maybe of insanity or maybe some sense my eyes shatter open and my body’s grown tense . I make a break for the light that’s luring me up to the top .
I make a vow to myself to keep going , won’t let myself stop.
Blood, sweat and tears
Through Christ Jesus, we can conquer our fears
Through His death, we can discover a new breath of life
His life was put under the knife
This was to give us new life
Paid in full
So you and I can fulfill our destiny and
Exhibit the magnificent Grace bestowed upon us
Death could not hold him
A new family was born and grows forevermore
He is the cure to our deceitful heart
He did His Part and
He will be praised Forevermore
Paid in full
So you and I can fulfill our destiny and
Exhibit the magnificent Grace bestowed upon us
Paid in fulfil to bring us back to him
Jesus’ death paid it all!
What have you given in return?
His death on the cross…
Was from his love and concern!
His life for yours… On Calvary…
Has been paid.
His offer of eternal life,
has been made!
Through God’s word,
he’s been talking!
And stands at your hearts door…
patiently knocking!
Won’t you invite him in? As your guest?
Then, your life will be totally blessed!
He can bring health and
healing to your bones!
He can bring his love to
your family and home!
“Come unto me.” Is the
the master’s call.
Won’t you come to him now?
One and all?
He’s here right now!
In this very place…
And extends to you his
mercy and grace.
Won’t you accept him today?
He loves you more than words can say!
By Jim Pemberton
Condemned to be my truth inside,
to you I've given all my pride-
when our celestial stars collide,
I'll drain out all the tears I cried.
For you alone have broken me,
and threw out all my good debris.
The depth in your imperfections-
you destroyed all my perceptions,
d i s c o n n e c t e d a connection,
never wanting your affection.
May the shadows keep you quiet,
wishing your secrets are private.
You have stolen my innocence,
forgetting all my relevance-
I prayed for my deliverance,
from you a dark bad influence.
You damaged my mortality,
and blocked your informality.
I will admit I'm stronger now-
your abuse I will not allow,
my psyche you will never plow,
my body clean and wonder how.
Condemned to be my truth inside,
NO LONGER WILL I HAVE TO HIDE.
Author
-luloo
October 28, 2015
Form: LaCharta Poem
Rhyme Scheme: AAAABB CCCCDD EEEEFF GGGGHH
Eight Syllables in each line
This Poem pays tribute to our Lord and Savior for giving up His life: HAPPY EASTER!!!!!
Jesus paid the price for all our sins
They beat Him til they tore off His skin
They would beat Jesus almost to death
Just because He wouldn’t acknowledge their king being the best
God our Father is the greatest of Kings
Something they knew their king could never ever be
What they did to Jesus was truly so dumb
Knowing in their hearts no crime had been done
They shouted crucify Him, crucify Him
Why? Because He is The Lord
Having no idea what they would be in for
What was not known to man was that Jesus had been prepared
‘cause God told Jesus His life couldn’t be spared
When they nailed Him to that cross
He took everything with Him so we wouldn’t be lost
Jesus died so that the world could be free
For us to live in peace, love and harmony
Even after all what Jesus went through
You know He still forgave them, saying Father they know not what they do
That was such a great Love that He had for those
Who thought they could destroyed His heart and kill His soul
Why Jesus loves us so much I will never know
This one thing is for sure I’m in Love with Him so.
Luke 23:33a
And when they came to the place, which is
called Calvary, there they crucified Him…
I can repeat the beat without knowing what I’m saying Just clap your hands and stand dead beat's just a playing Don’t shrink or think just feel me and keep on paying From the cantos to bantos from the pantos to rantos The desperate Esperanto’s all about the fat wrap They mime they rhyme fifteen minutes of their time It’s money in the bank skanks let’s make a phat rap From the cultis to multis from the Maltese to the falsies Words should cultivate and motivate berating literally I’m not getting paid haters hate but that's my itinerary Pull out your urban dictionary but listen to what I said I mean what I say in a relative way this is to be read Debating the tone you illiterate thugs Meaning is out there not under a rug Your deadly lyrics so you got paid Bullet to the head is all you repay From the Maltese to multis From the cantos to bantos You got paid
~The Price He Paid ~
( Quatrain )
When Jesus came down to earth
He came to save us all
And He died upon the cross for you and me
Jesus became a man to redeem us all from the fall
There is no greater love than His
And let's not forget for a moment this
He paid the greatest price for our sins
And now thru Jesus to heaven we can make it in
God is so full of love and compassion for us indeed
He forgives all our transgressions and evil deeds
There's nothing He can not do for you
And He has a plan prepared for you and me
God's love for us is never measured
It is never based on goodness or what you do
Thru mistakes we make He express us His kindness
And all the time He shows us His love so true
One day He will take us with Him
Back home to Heaven that place above
And there with God will live forever more
Where there are no more tears nor pain, but only love.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2008
August.24.2017
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
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